Chapter 247 The Man Behind the Scenes

Plop——

The man's legs fell to the ground uncontrollably. He put his hands on the ground and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.

His eyes were full of extreme fear, and the cold sweat on his forehead slid down his cheeks and fell into the dirt on the ground.

The man's chest rose and fell violently, and his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by invisible hands. Every beat was accompanied by severe pain.

He tried to beg for mercy, but his throat seemed to be strangled, and he could only make a weak whimper, drowned in the crazy beating of his heart.

Lu Changsheng's attention was all on the artificial crystal core. It wasn't until the man's face turned as red as a pig's liver that he waved away the pressure that was suppressing him.

"Ha~tear~heh~tear~" The man covered his neck and gasped hard, like a dilapidated old bellows.

"Boss Lu, what is an artificial crystal core?" Hong Ye asked curiously, staring at the thing in Lu Changsheng's hand.

Lu Changsheng briefly introduced the origin of the artificial crystal core, then turned to the man kneeling on the ground and asked, "Are these 'lost people' who have appeared frequently recently all caused by you?"

"Who is your boss?"

The man shook his body and slowly raised his head. A fierce look flashed in his bloodshot eyes.

The superpowers all over his body condensed again, but this time they focused on his heart.

He would break his heart and die to keep the secret.

Bang--

Lu Changsheng had quick eyes and quick hands, and knocked the man unconscious with one strike of his knife.

A dead soldier...

It seems that I can't get the answer out of his mouth. Let's take him back to Shadow Moon Pavilion. Professional matters should be left to professionals.

Lu Changsheng frowned slightly and thought to himself.

"Don't... don't kill me!!" Zhao Haizhou, who had been giggling all the time, suddenly shouted excitedly when he saw the man being knocked unconscious by Lu Changsheng.

He used his hands and feet to support his body and moved back with difficulty.

"Please, please, don't kill me!"

"Please my lord!"

"My wife and son are still at home waiting for me to come home!"

Zhao Haizhou's voice was full of tears, and he had to use all his strength to squeeze it out of his throat. Every word seemed to be pressed by a heavy stone, making it extremely difficult.

His eyes kept wandering back and forth between Lu Changsheng and the others, as if he was looking for a glimmer of life, but he was too scared to look directly into Lu Changsheng's eyes.

Already completely lost?

All memories have been confused, but do you still remember your son and wife who died in the war?

Lu Changsheng exhaled silently and put the artificial crystal core back into the suitcase. He took out his cell phone and was about to contact Sun Wencheng to see if the authorities could take in these lost people.

Even if they can't be saved, at least let them die like human beings.

Zhao Haizhou could no longer recognize what the phone was. In his eyes, Lu Changsheng had drawn out his butcher knife and was walking towards him step by step with a sinister smile.

He suddenly turned over and climbed up, supporting his body with both hands, and knocked his head crazily on the ground. Every impact was accompanied by a dull sound, as if he was about to break his head.

"Dong dong dong..." The sound of kowtowing was particularly harsh in the silent air. Blood soon seeped out of Zhao Haizhou's forehead and mixed with the soil, forming shocking traces.

"Sir, please, don't kill me. I promised my wife and children... No matter what... I will live..."

"Please..."

"I can be a cow or a horse...please let me go..."

Lu Changsheng took a step forward, came to Zhao Haizhou, and held his shoulder.

"It's all over." Lu Changsheng said quietly.

"It's... over...?" Zhao Haizhou's eyes gradually became distracted, and he grabbed Lu Changsheng's arm in a daze.

His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something more, but his voice was inaudible.

Those cloudy and dull eyes gradually lost focus.

Bang--

Zhao Haizhou lay on the ground, his eyes finally fixed on the distance, completely lifeless.

Compared with other lost people, Zhao Haizhou's body was already in a state of dilapidation. After extracting his soul, he didn't even have the last crazy strength left.

After a long silence.

"Does he have any other relatives?" Lu Changsheng asked Hongye.

"As far as I know, there is no more..." Hongye shook his head gently, his voice a little low.

Lu Changsheng nodded, squatted down, and smoothed Zhao Haizhou's wide eyes.

"You're lucky, I happen to be doing nothing."

"I'll help you take care of it."

"Go on the road with peace of mind."

...

Shadow Moon Pavilion dungeon.

The man woke up in a daze, surrounded by darkness. He tried to move, but found that his body was still heavy, as if bound by invisible chains.

The man quickly understood his situation and immediately wanted to use his powers and commit suicide again.

But he found that all the superpowers in his body were like paste, stuck together and unable to flow at all, let alone use.

The man's heart sank, despair and fear almost crawling into his throat.

Being able to do this kind of thing...

Only His Holiness...

The man slowly raised his head, his pupils shrank instantly, and he completely lost any idea of ​​resistance.

The person sitting in front of him was dressed in black, with his hands crossed on his chest, and his whole body was filled with a strong pressure like a mountain.

Even if he did nothing, he was still like a ball of blazing thunder, as if he could choose anyone at any time.

"Military Marquis" Lin Yuan...

The face that all human races knew, at this moment, in the man's eyes, was like the death god who was asking for his life, hideous and terrifying.

"Military Marquis, can we start?" Zhong Peipei's voice was still flat.

The man realized that except for Lin Yuan, the chief of the Demon Slayer Division, almost all the senior officials of the Demon Slayer Division, such as the Pavilion Master of the Shadow Moon Pavilion, the Director of the Creation Bureau, the Commander-in-Chief of the Reserve Force, the Chief of the Law Enforcement Team, etc., were present.

They all sat quietly in a row of seats behind Lin Yuan.

Just staring at him coldly.

For a moment, the man even had an absurd idea.

Is he really worthy of such a big battle...

Lin Yuan first looked at an empty seat, and when he saw no unusual movement, he nodded gently.

"【Conscience】"

Without any preparation, Zhong Peipei just gently called out these two words, and her plain and ordinary voice instantly echoed throughout the dungeon.

The man's eyes instantly became extremely clear, as if he had returned to his carefree childhood and put down all his guard.

"Who is the person behind you?" Lin Yuan asked directly.

"I don't know. Every time he meets us, he is wrapped tightly and his voice has been processed. I don't even know whether he is a man or a woman. I only know that he is from Sun City." The man said honestly.

Sun City...

After listening to the prisoner's opening remarks, everyone's faces became strange...